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Quotes About Mystery

su misterio, su grandeza, la asombrosa realidad de su vida oculta.
~ Joseph Conrad
for there is nothing mysterious to a seaman unless it be the sea itself...
~ Joseph Conrad
La palabra marfil se respiraba en el aire, se suspiraba en los murmullos, incluso, me imagino, aparecía en los ruegos al cielo.
~ Joseph Conrad
Árboles, árboles, millares de árboles, una inmensidad, alzando sus copas hacia las alturas; y a sus pies, navegando junto a la orilla, contra la corriente, ese vapor herrumbroso, arrastrándose como un escarabajo perezoso por el suelo de un pórtico elevado.
~ Joseph Conrad
The edge of a colossal jungle, so dark-green as to be almost black, fringed with white surf, ran straight, like a ruled line, far, far away along a blue sea whose glitter was blurred by a creeping mist.
~ Joseph Conrad
Vagábamos por una tierra prehistórica, una tierra con el aspecto de un planeta desconocido
~ Joseph Conrad
brillaban como discos de mica, con curiosidad, aunque manteniendo su general
~ Joseph Conrad
La luna se alzaba. Figuras negras vagaban alrededor, vertiendo agua sobre los escombros
~ Joseph Conrad
He remembered that she was pretty, and, more, that she had a special grace in the intimacy of life. She had the secret of individuality which excites and escapes.
~ Joseph Conrad
there is nothing mysterious to a seaman unless it be the sea itself, which is the mistress of his existence and as inscrutable as Destiny.
~ Joseph Conrad
river, small green flames, red flames, white flames, pursuing
~ Joseph Conrad
Like the foam of the depths of the sea, like the ripple on an unfathomable enigma, a mystery greater-- when I thought of it-- then the curious, inexplicable note of desperate grief in this savage clamour that had swept by us on the river bank, behind the blind whiteness of the fog
~ Joseph Conrad
camino se apartaba de los peñascos y torcía en presencia de un vagón de tren tirado boca abajo; una de sus ruedas faltaba, y reposaba como el cadáver de un animal desconocido
~ Joseph Conrad
One ship is very much like another, and the sea is always the same. In the immutability of their surroundings the foreign shores, the foreign faces, the changing immensity of life, glide past, veiled not by a sense of mystery but by a slightly disdainful ignorance; for there is nothing mysterious to a seaman unless it be the sea itself, which is the mistress of his existence and as inscrutable as Destiny.
~ Joseph Conrad
Joseph Conrad
~ tiffin time
What greatness had not floated on the ebb of that river into the mystery of an unknown earth! … The dreams of men, the seed of commonwealths, the germs of empires.
~ Joseph Conrad
In the immutability of their surroundings the foreign shores, the foreign faces, the changing immensity of life, glide past, veiled not by a sense of mystery but by a slightly disdainful ignorance; for there is nothing mysterious to a seaman unless it be the sea itself, which is the mistress of his existence and as inscrutable as Destiny.
~ Joseph Conrad
Era o femeie zvelt?, într-o rochie neagr? din m?tase. O frunte înalt?, tr?s?turi regulate È™i buzele delicat conturate st?teau m?rturie frumuseÈ›ii ei trecute. ?edea dreapt? într-un jilÈ›... Mâinile subÈ›iri îi z?ceau în poal?, imobilitatea ei facial? avea ceva monahal.
~ Joseph Conrad
pisica z?cea în braÈ›ele ei într-o aristocrat? beatitudine È™i meditativ? ca un sfinx.
~ Joseph Conrad
He sealed the utterance with that smile of his, as though it had been a door opening into a darkness he had in his keeping.
~ Joseph Conrad
It was the stillness of an implacable force brooding over an inscrutable intention.
~ Joseph Conrad
Allí estaba el río, fascinante y letal como una serpiente.
~ Joseph Conrad
I have attempted to tear asunder the veil you have hung to conceal from us the pain of life, and I have been wounded by the mystery...Oedipus, half way to finding the word of the enigma, young Faust, regretting already the simple life, the life of the heart, I come back to you repentant, reconciled, O gentle deceiver!
~ Joseph Conrad
And that's the end. He passes away under a cloud, inscrutable at heart, forgotten, unforgiven, and excessively romantic. Not in the wildest days of his boyish visions could he have seen the alluring shape of such an extraordinary success! For it may very well be that in the short moment of his last proud and unflinching glance, he had beheld the face of that opportunity which, like an Eastern bride, had come veiled to his side.
~ Joseph Conrad